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Love Story
Chapter 32
"Malchior's Slade's son?"
Victor ponded over the puzzling discovery. "No, it can't be. Slade has no wife!"
He furrowed his brow. "Unless... Malchior's the illegitimate son of Slade!"
"Hm... But he does not seem to be grieving over the death of his father. Something is wrong!" Victor shot up from his crouched position, aggravated by his unlogical assumptions.
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"Any news?" Rudolph asked.
"I'm afriad not, sire," Commander Bushido bent his head down slightly as a gesture of grief.
Bruce burst through the huge mahogany doors of the hall. "Any sign of Richard?"
Rudolph shook his head and Bruce's face darkened. Rudolph flicked his wrist, motioning Commander Bushido to leave. After the door closes, Rudolph strode forward to his best friends and patted him lightly on his shoulders.
Rudolph sighed. "Do not be disheartened. I'm sure we'll find him. Richard is a very brave boy, I know he'll survive the fall."
Bruce pursed his lips but said nothing. He just hoped that Rudolph was right, that Richard was out there somewhere and not dead like everybody supposed he should be.
"Crockette's been drafting out the battle tactic. He had just reported that he's done. Shall we?" Rudolph extended a hand to him.
Bruce's face lightened up and went to the meeting room with Rudolph. At least he would have some distractions for now.
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"There you are!" Crockette exclaimed as Rudolph and Bruce came in. "We have been waiting for you."
Rudolph and Bruce each took a seat around the long marble table. Everyone, the kings and princes and commanders, was there.
All of their attention was focused on the large sheet of map that was placed in the middle of the table. On top of each city was a small piece that was carved out to look like a flag on a pole. There were two colors of the pieces, black and red. Some of the marked cities had cube-like pieces situated on them. Again, there were only black and red pieces. There were a few black domical pieces scattered around the map. Last but not least, was the black star-shaped pieces. They were positioned on the map in manner as if indicating a path.
"Greetings to everyone here. I have gathered all of you here to discuss about our plan." He paused to make eye contact with everyone.
"Firstly, the black pieces signify our troops. The red ones signify Malchior's. Everyone knows that Slade had fell of the cliff..." Crockette hesitated to mention the name of the unfortunate prince, but decided not to do so after receiving daggers from Rudolph's glare.
"News had spread that Malchior is taking over Slade, thus I have decided to change plans. From my observation, I am sure that Malchior will not follow Slade's plan. I doubt that he would want to claim Strata and Keystone but aim for the others first. Unlike Slade, Malchior would rally with the other kingdoms first before attacking us. Therefore, I am sure that they will not attack us, but still stay vigilant for ambushes.
"The red flags," Crocketted pointed to every red flag-like peices, "represent the kingdoms that are or may probably become allies of Azarath."
"While the black ones," he gestured to the black pieces, "are our current allies."
"Moving on to the cubes," he gestured to the cube-shaped pieces.
"They represent the military camps, like for example, we have a camp which is situated north of Jump City," Crockette pointed to a cube situated at the east.
"Anyway, this is our designated camps. The red ones were presumably Malchior's camps." Crockette had thought really hard about that. He didn't minus out the essential factors for humans to survive. All of the black cubes were situated near a water source, within the perimeters of our allied kingdoms and the covers offered by the jungles. The red cubes were logically situated. They were positioned near a water source and also had a wide open expanse near them for conducting experiments.
"This," he pointed to a black Flag, "Is in Keystone, which is where we are right now."
Crockette indicated to a Dome situated on Strata. "Here, we'll leave a handful of soldiers here. They will set up a tower on high ground. Should Strata be invaded, the soldiers will light up a fire on the tower. Regardless of day or night, all of us will still be able to see it and the nearest camps within the perimeter is to get there as soon as possible for the ambush. We will send troops for reinforcement. That goes the same for all the domical pieces."
"Moving on to the Stars. They are the path we'll be taking. We'll move up to Mount Heugor. Prince Wally could hike higher up to get a clear view of California, since he has better stamina." Califonia Kingdom was one of Malchior's ally.
"They had been allies even before the reign of Trigon. Hence there would be a stronger bond in between them, which will be likely that Malchior would situate a military camp there. We will spend about three days in the mountains and after that, we will be moving into..."
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"Will all of you shut the hell up and listen!" Malchior screamed and the chatters ceased.
"I held this meeting to discuss about out plan, not to talk!" he screeched.
"We will be moving off Strata tomorrow. I certainly do not want to stay here anymore."
"But King Malchior, this is your chance to win Strata. This has always been the plan of late king since he arrived here," exclaimed an old but experienced general.
"Who cares about Strata. Strata may be big, but there is not much manpower. Hence Strata could be considered as a weakling. It will be a waste of time for me to conquer it. Nontheless, it has always been the late king's plan to control the entire continent."
"Pardon me, my lord. I still think it is of the wisest to—"
"Silence!" Malchior slammed his palm on the table. "I have the ultimate say to anything. When I say leave, I mean leave. Anyone who have the audicity to defy my orders, be prepared to be beheaded."
"We will move up to California," he continued. "We will be at our strongest there."
"But before that, I must make a trip to Steel City..."
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"How ya' doin'" Roy Harper greeted cheerfully.
"Fine," Rachel smiled.
"But you don't seem so," he counted, seeing through her smile.
"Wanna talk about it?"
It was their lunch time so they had a pretty much time to spare. Both of them made to the river, Rachel's favorite place in the town.
"What's going on?"
Rachel turned to Roy and met his gaze. The sneaky patches of sunlight bared the pale freckles on his face.
"It's been a while and there haven't been any news of the war. I am afraid for Prince Richard. I think something has happened to him."
"Prince Richard? Oh, that boy who took you downtown a few months ago?"
Rachel nodded, her face was lined with worry. She stirred her finger through the air and watched silently as the dust spinned around it.
"Well, I am sure that Prince Richard is okay. He looked as fit as a fiddle to me." Roy squeezed her arm gently in concern.
"I hope so."
"Tell you what, I'll go ask around the town about Prince Richard, all right?"
Rachel gave him a genuine smile. "Thank you, Roy."
If you're asking if there is romance implied in the conversation above, the answer is NO. I mean... how could I change the pairing to SpeedyxRae in a RobxRae fiction, right? It's just FRIENDSHIP, PURE FRIENDSHIP! Okay, so I know this fiction sucks a lot. But it's gonna end soon. Oh! And do you think this chapter is a little complicated? Please review. Thanks :)